When I was in second grade and made my First Holy Communion, my parents gave me a silver charm bracelet and a record album. I don’t remember who the artist was, but the title song was called “Happy the Man.” I still know some of the words. When I think of that song, I don’t just hear the music.
I feel that time. Living in the house I grew up in, with my mom, dad, and two sisters. My pink bedroom with flowered wallpaper and a canopy bed. My childhood.
In high school I was a cheerleader. During the summer before my junior year, the team and I practiced our routines every morning on the football field. We had a boom box and danced to “We Got the Beat” by the Go-Go’s—over and over and over again. We were 16 years old, excited about prospective boyfriends, new clothes, hair styles, and parties.
I feel that time. Being with my friends. Friday nights at the football stadium. My classes and teachers. Carefree, yet also insecure and desperately wanting to fit in.
One of my best friends got married and I was one of her bridesmaids. My future husband and I were dating. At the reception we slow danced to the song “Lady in Red” by Chris de Burgh. I wore a pink lace dress and wished I was in a slinky red one. The DJ must’ve noticed how in love we looked. He said to us, “I bet you’ll get married next.” I beamed. We weren’t engaged yet, but knew we were meant to be together forever.
I feel that time. On cloud nine. Excited about the future. Imagining myself as a bride.
Soon our first daughter was born. Two years later, our second little girl came into the world. I loved to sit on the glider in their bedrooms and snuggle with them. The smell of fresh baby skin, velvety soft. The tickle of their wispy hair on my neck. At night I’d turn on a lullaby CD. Sweet songs like “All the Pretty Little Horses” made me tear up.
I feel that time. Middle of the night feedings. Quiet and peaceful. Exhausted. Overwhelmed with love.
The years flew by, and Mackenzie and Talee were in high school. They introduced me to all sorts of fun music. Taylor Swift songs, like “Love Story” and “Our Song” remind me of driving them to school in the minivan, our dog in the back seat.
I feel that time. A flurry of activity in our home. Friends. Homework. Curfews and social media boundaries. Football games. The girl’s basketball team. Open houses. College seminars. Graduation.
Music is always with me. It moves me. I not only hear the beat and listen to the words, but I feel the songs. They take me back to a previous time in my life.
Like when my husband and I went to a U2 concert to celebrate his 50th birthday. The Black Eyed Peas were the opening act. I’ll never forget how we danced under the stars and sang to “I Gotta Feeling” (woo hoo… that tonight’s gonna be a good night!)
Music is also there in sad times. Like when my mother-in-law passed away. The funeral reception was at our home. We had dozens of balloons that we handed out to each guest. We played “Harbor Lights” through the backyard speakers. That was her favorite tune to play on the piano. We said a tribute and released the balloons. We watched them float to the heavens until we could no longer see them.
Each song filled with its own special memory.
It isn’t just the songs that are special, it’s the people I remember when I hear the songs play.
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Absolutely beautiful post. So expressive, you’ve just explained why music is so important to me too. I’m planning a series of posts on music, but I won’t be able to say it as well as this.
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Oh, thank you so much! Your kind words made my day. I’ll look for your series of posts. Thanks again!
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Glad to have had that effect! I may be starting mine this Saturday, or the Saturday after, or………😊
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I completely understand that! Too many posts to write, too little time…
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With me, it’s just natural indolence 😂
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🙂
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Lovely post. I have special memories of dancing to Lady in Red too and a U2 concert. You have great taste in music!
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Thank you! That’s fun that we share some similar music memories 🙂
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I loved this post, I feel the same way you do, Music tells the story of my life, almost as much as words do.
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Yes, I feel like that too. I’m glad you connected with this post, thanks so much!
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Music has the power to transport us to the past, soothe your spirit, and heal what ails you.
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It sure does!
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Lovely post and I know what you mean – coincidentally, I just published a post using a GOGOs video! Lady in Red reminds me of when my son aged 14 met his first girlfriend at a school disco and she was wearing a red dress, it became their song. So sweet. Music transports us back to points in our lives we almost forgot and brings them alive again. I couldn’t be without it. Thank you for sharing. 😊👏🏻
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That’s so sweet about your son and his first girlfriend! You’re right… music can take us back to a time we never think about, or maybe even forgot about. That’s part of why it’s so special. Thanks for your nice comment!
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Hi Jenny. I connect to a lot of music which brings back certain memories from my past. Both good and bad memories. Recently I’ve had a spiritual awakening of sorts and I connect a lot with a NZ artist “Brooke Fraser” who sings about God in her songs. My favorite song is “Arithmetic”. I hope you are well 🙂
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Hi Joel, thanks so much for your nice comment. I’ll have to check out that song “Arithmetic.” I clicked on your site and it said it’s private. Do you have a public blog? Thanks, Jenny
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I’ve changed settings so now you can view my blog 🙂
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Great, thanks for letting me know. I just went over there 🙂
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Music and smells… they trigger memories.. bad ones and good ones 🙂
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Yes, they do… you’re right about smells too! 🙂
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I have so many memories to music….love your post….I also have memoires attached to scents…cooking, perfumes, after shave, the smell of fresh lines dried clothes….oh isn’t it great to have the memories of both good and bad times in out lives…..thanks for sharing….kat
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Hi Kat, thanks so much! Yes, I have a lot of memories attached to scents also. My favorite is probably a turkey dinner. We always host Thanksgiving, and it reminds me of fun family gatherings 🙂 And you’re right, both good and bad memories come from songs and scents. Thanks for your nice comment, Kat.
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Enjoyed your post….put my mind to work on memories and that’s always a good thing…..thanks….hope your not where its raining!!! if so keep dry…kat
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Thanks Kat. No… it’s bright and sunny here. Beautiful fall day 🙂
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YAY……I love crisp fall days…..blue skies. red/orange trees….makes a pretty picture…..kat
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What poignant and beautiful memories. Your recollections stir up twinges in my heart, because I can feel my own times, remember the songs that, in and of themselves are not all that remarkable, but that illicit the strongest, most unique memories. Thank you for sharing these.
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Thank you Lulu! I’m so glad you connected to it, and thought of your own memories. Music is so special how it can do that!
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Such a beautiful post full of fun and memories! I had a charm bracelet too. I can relate to these memories so much! love it Jenny xx
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Thanks so much Lynn! I still have that bracelet.. it has a cross charm and a little bible. Glad you could relate! xx
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So sweet xx
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Love the depth of your post. So personal. Yet so universal. You are truly a gifted writer. There is true melody in your words.💫🎼💫
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Wow, that makes me feel so good! Thank you! I truly appreciate your kind words, and glad you liked it. 🙂
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Loved it! 😊😊
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Music makes this world moving…lovely post
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Yes it does. Thank you! 🙂
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Loving this post on Peace From Panic!!
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Thanks Danny! 😊
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I also love songs that take me to certain memories. Nice post!
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Thank you so much!
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I love this post and really relate. I love how music moves me and I choose a song to soundtrack every blog post that I write that will in some way reflect the emotions / feelings that I am trying to express.
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Thanks, I’m glad you can relate. And I love that you can put a song to every blog post that you write to reflect the emotions. I totally see that, I could do that too. Never thought of that before! Thanks for your lovely comment 🙂
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You’re welcome 🙂
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I absolutely loved this post. Everything you described I could picture and could relate to it. I feel the same way about music and memories… both stay in your heart, mind and soul always. Just lovely.
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Thank you so much! Your kind words mean a lot to me. I’m glad you could relate to it 🙂
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I love your posts. Your blog makes my day.
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Wow, thank you! You made me smile, and you just made my day 🙂
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Wonderful post ! Thanks for sharing! 🙂
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My pleasure, thank you! 🙂
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Your welcome! 🙂 Have a great day !
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You too!😊🌷
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:)Thank you
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great post…your prose lent itself to the recollections. I couldn’t help but paint and recollect as I read. Thanks.
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Thank you so much! That means a lot to me.
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